Missing You Is My Poison

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    Missing You Is My Poison

    Missing You Is My Poison
    I Swallow and My Wretched Body Convulses
    My Eyes Strain and Wells Showering Me into Puddles
    My Puddles Become Streams and Then Rivers to Oceans
    My Weeks Became Your Years and Eternity Is a Long Time
    That’s How It Has Felt
    I Miss You As If You Were My Breath, My Oxygen
    My Creature
    My Eve
    My Garden of Eden
    My Poison Is a Picture of You

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    Moline commented on Missing You Is My Poison

    10-17-2009

    conyented to live in the past i will always lack that sweet love that underlies this pome thanks

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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